The moment Ethan Grant returned with a tray of food and pushed open the door, Shirley Thorne's cravings were instantly triggered.
Shirley Thorne instinctively glanced at her phone and realized it was dinner time. 'No wonder the billionaire woke me up,' she thought.
"Here."
Ethan Grant spoke, gesturing for her to lean back. Then, he set the tray of food down in front of her.
Shirley Thorne leaned back obediently, then said shyly, "Thank you."
"Mm."
Ethan Grant gave a slight nod, then rose from the bedside and strode back to his usual workstation to sit down.
Shirley Thorne: ???
'Isn't the billionaire going to eat with me?'
She looked down at the meal on the tray and confirmed it was a single portion. Her cheeks, which had just begun to cool, flushed hot once more.
'So... he brought this just for me?'
Shirley Thorne felt like the blanket was about to spontaneously combust.
